Sun Wukong looked a bit displeased; it seemed the Phoenix tribe was quite exclusive!
In that case, no need to visit the Phoenix tribe's land!
He didn't believe it—could following him possibly be worse than entering that so-called Blood Refining Pool for cultivation?
Hmph!
"If the boss isn't going, I'm not going either!"
The Vermilion Bird firmly stood by Sun Wukong's side, making Feng Tianxiang appear somewhat embarrassed.
After a moment of internal struggle, Feng Tianxiang gritted her teeth:
"Great Saint, I'll go back and explain to the elders of my tribe. Please, Great Saint, do come to our land with me."
"Alright!"
Sun Wukong nodded. Since Feng Tianxiang was so sincere in her invitation, it was hard to refuse. Besides, he was also curious about what was so special about the Phoenix tribe's Blood Refining Pool.
"Tianxiang, I want to go with you too!"